Thanks for the invitation. I'm in Type-Moon, inheriting the legacy of Zi-O.

"Congratulations, host: You have obtained 1 Armor Watch."

The black dragon dissipated along with the black particles, and orange light fell into Zhuo's hand.

The punitive expedition has ended.

Let us meet in the future

There was no time for Nianzhuo to enter the mirror world of Gaim or Chronos. Zhuo put both watches into his pocket, planning to meet them slowly after he returned.

However, there is still one person on the battlefield who has suffered a serious blow.

"How...how could this be?!" Jeanne Alter murmured in disbelief, staring intently at the patch of mist where Fafnir had disappeared.

"Phew~ We've defeated the evil dragon!" After confirming with Director Marie that Fafnir's enormous life force had disappeared, Mash finally relaxed.

"Hey hey~ Fafnir has been completely destroyed. As expected of my Servant, he has become a new dragon slayer." Director Marie's voice came through the communication device, and the pride she felt in defeating such an enemy made her smile behind the screen.

On the battlefield, the wyverns were thrown into chaos, howling as if they had lost their way. Meanwhile, the Servants could finally catch their breath.

"Ah~ I'm so tired. Should I ask my manager to give me a massage later?" Lying on the grass, Elizabeth looked completely exhausted.

"How about I grill something for you to perk you up? Lady Anchin is my..." Kiyohime wasn't much better off, lying on the grass looking exhausted.

However, the standoff continues.

Siegfried looked at the chaotic wyverns and his furrowed brows finally relaxed a little.

“It’s because Fafnir, who controls them, was defeated. They’re all at a loss.” He turned to look at Jeanne Alter, who remained silent opposite him.

"...!" Jeanne Alter stared intently at the crowd before her, and at the monstrous pervert who had brought her shame. She gripped the flag tightly, as if she were about to charge and attack at any moment.

However, amidst this tense atmosphere, a summoning circle appeared from the ground, and surrounded by several sea demons, a blue-robed mage with bell-like eyes appeared within it.

"Come back, Jeanne!" Bluebeard gently bent down, stopping Jeanne Alter from taking the next step.

"Jill!" Jeanne Alter glared at the blue-robed mage, as if she wanted to question why she had stopped her from fighting.

However, Gil's name wasn't only heard by the group that had just arrived; a servant who arrived late also heard it.

“…Gil!?…” Joan of Arc gripped the flag tightly in disbelief, looking at the blue-robed man not far away.

However, the man ignored her and simply stared at Black Jeanne in front of him. "Let's go back to Prison City first! We need to readjust the situation."

"...Alright." Black Jeanne nodded, and summoning circles appeared beneath their feet as they vanished from everyone's sight.

"Stop!" She tried to stop her, but Joan of Arc was too slow; there was no one in front of her.

"I'm going to settle things with the 'Dragon Witch'." Joan of Arc picked up her flag, looking ready to go and settle scores with them.

"Master, Mr. Nianzhuo, let's go too!" Mash raised her shield, indicating her willingness to help. "Let's leave this to the other Servants! Let's go after the 'Dragon Witch'!"

Yes, now that the leaderless wyverns are no longer a significant threat, it's only a matter of time before they are eliminated.

Siegfried urged them upon hearing this, "That's right, leave this to us. You take Elizabeth and Kiyohime with you."

"Mmm~ I understand. Then please take good care of me on the way~ Lady Anchin~" Waving her fan, Kiyohime still had that gentle and elegant smile.

"Well~ I'm happy to be with the producer." Elizabeth touched her forehead, her cheeks flushing again. "But why did they make us go?"

"{I get a headache every time you use your Noble Phantasm...}{And Kiyohime breathes fire indiscriminately, regardless of friend or foe...}" Siegfried muttered to himself.

“{These two’s Noble Phantasms are really…}” Georgios’s eyes met Siegfried’s. Both of them saw through each other’s thoughts and knew that they were kindred spirits.

“I really want to assert that Elizabeth’s Noble Phantasm is the worst Noble Phantasm in the world…” Amadeus turned his gaze away from her.

"What???" Elizabeth tilted her head, looking at the silent group with a puzzled expression.

"Huh...?" Kiyohime covered her mouth with her fan, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"Ahem, well, you two." At the crucial moment, Mashu came to the rescue. "Let's go together."

While morale was high on this side, Jeanne Alter in Orleans was starting to lose her composure.

Jill, watching Jeanne Alter pace back and forth, reported the current situation: "Fafner has been destroyed. At this rate, those wyverns will also..."

“I understand.” Jeanne Alter stopped and looked at the silent man before her. “I will summon a new Servant.”

"Oh!" Gil smiled with relief and immediately stepped aside from the magic circle.

"Gil, when I summon, the task of guarding you is in your hands. I'm counting on you." Raising the flag in her hand, Jeanne Alter walked to the side of the magic circle.

“Understood. Let’s use my Noble Phantasm {The Book of Annihilation} to buy some time.” The man’s human-skin magic book opened and closed, revealing a purple magical light. Gilles, while flipping through the magic book, assured Jeanne Alter, “Don’t worry, during this time, you can safely summon powerful Servants.” Browsing through his memories, the man extended a finger to Jeanne Alter, offering his advice.

How about summoning King Arthur?

“I don’t think the knights of England will answer the summons…” Although Jeanne Alter denied Gilles’s statement, she still placed her hand on the summoning circle. “But let’s give it a try anyway.”

"May good fortune be with me." With a slight prayer, a magical light surged from Jeanne Alter's body.

"Yes, yes! Joan of Arc, may this glory never be tainted." Tears welled up in Jill's octopus-like eyes as she cheered.

Meanwhile, Joan of Arc, Elizabeth, Nian Zhuo, and others were already running swiftly through the prison city.

"Hurry up! If we're too late, more Servants will be summoned!" Jeanne urged the people behind her, her steps quickening.

Of course, the one in front of her, the one with the cheat code, doesn't count.

Of course, we don't count Elizabeth, the brainless idol who touches and admires everything at the very end.

"I...I know!" Hearing the urging from ahead, Elizabeth reluctantly quickened her pace. "But look, this city is quite interesting. How should I put it, its taste is...you know what I mean?" She excitedly rubbed her palms together, practically unable to move like a cat seeing catnip.

"Emmm," Zhuo looked around at the decorations while running and shook his head helplessly. "Yeah, it's really awful."

“Exactly,” Kiyohime said, sniffing and looking grim, “it’s filled with the stench of blood, it’s unbearable. It’s so filthy, no cleaning or washing at all. Only bloodthirsty barbarians would like a castle like this!”

However, Elizabeth suffered a blow to the chest and, fighting back tears, said, "...You're right! This is really not good!" Rubbing her eyes, Elizabeth's words were filled with embarrassment.

Then, the pleasant chat time came to an end.

"Damn it, everyone, prepare for battle!" Stopping his journey in Drive form, Zhuo drew his Time Gunsword. "Enemies ahead. Let's take them out quickly!"

The group swarmed forward, and the battle resumed.

Forgotten and Remembered

Many of the familiars lunged forward, brandishing their tentacles, only to be pierced by swords or spears, struggling for a few moments before falling lifeless.

Mashu's communication device beeped, and Director Mary, looking at the flashing red dot on the Chaldea screen, warned, "Everyone, please be careful, there's a Servant reaction ahead!"

Now that they've come this far, the only servant who could possibly stop Chaldea is that man in the blue robe.

Sure enough, the caster, slowly walking with his enormous robes covering him, looked like a comical octopus. He waved and greeted them "friendly."

"Oh my, it's been a long time, everyone." As she spoke, her gaze turned to the anxious blond figure in the group.

“…Gil…!?” Joan of Arc recognized the man in front of her at a glance as her friend who had fought alongside her on the battlefield years ago. However, now they were truly enemies, standing on opposite sides.

"I never imagined you could actually defeat Fafnir and storm into Orleans..." Ignoring Joan of Arc's questions, the man calmly stated the facts, but the opening and closing of his spellbook betrayed his inner turmoil. "To be honest, I truly admire you." Bluebeard clapped his hands, seemingly expressing his admiration for their achievement.

As a result, in just a moment, his face contorted, his huge eyes widened, his teeth clenched and rubbed together, and his hands waved wildly, clearly showing an expression of extreme anger and hatred.

"But! But! The Holy Maiden! Ah, and the Holy Maiden's companions!" Purple magic surged from his body and flowed into the human skin book in the man's hand. His face was twisted into a grimace as he frantically questioned them, as if he wanted to grind his teeth to dust.

"Why did you trespass into my world! Why did you trample on everything! And even tried to kill Joan of Arc!" Gilles questioned the future person in front of him, like a madman who was sleeping in a dream and unwilling to wake up.

"—I have a question about this matter." Joan of Arc stepped forward, looking directly into the hateful gaze of her former friend, and asked, "Gilde Rai, is she, the 'Dragon Witch,' really me?" Confused and perplexed, Joan of Arc voiced the question that had been lingering in her heart for a long time.

"...How, how, how, how arrogant and unforgivable these words are!!" The man called "Gil" paused for a second, then roared even more angrily and furiously as if a lie had been exposed, "Even saints can be angry! Even saints can despair! She is indeed the real Joan of Arc, she is indeed the hidden dark side of that saint Joan of Arc!"

"Is that so?" Joan of Arc lowered her head and pondered, as if she believed the statement, yet also as if she did not. "In that case, I, who do not belong to the dark side, have no choice but to confront her!" Raising her head, Joan of Arc once again raised the flag.

“Joan of Arc.” Gilles stared intently at the blonde girl before him, his lips almost bleeding from biting them. “Even if you are her opponent—I won’t let you get in her way!”

The magic in the blue-robed mage's hands seemed to have reached a critical point. Summoning circles appeared from all directions, and sea monsters with tentacles like octopuses leaped out of the circles, twisting and waving their tentacles as they charged towards the crowd.

The sea monsters weren't strong at all; in fact, they were no match for even a wyvern. Mashu's shield could easily block their attacks, and she could then slam the sea monsters to the ground, causing them to burst into purple blood. As for the others, they were even less formidable.

Unfortunately, there were simply too many summoning arrays in all directions. As long as Jill still had the Nascent Soul City Manual in her hand, these sea demons could continuously emerge from the summoning arrays, severely hindering everyone's progress.

"It's nothing serious...!" Mash said, swinging her shield again and smashing a sea monster into the wall.

“But there are too many of them…!” Jeanne said, stabbing a sea monster that was trying to attack from behind. She looked at Gilles, who was being protected by several sea monsters. “This guy…!”

Zhuo felt the same way. The sea monster that rushed towards him waved its tentacles and was then cut in half by Zhuo's sword. Although he was very unhappy, why hadn't Zhuo killed Jill yet? His eyes secretly glanced in one direction.

There, Elizabeth repeatedly pierced and tore apart the sea monsters, but the blush on her face and the ferocity in her hands were completely different. She shouted angrily as she worked.

"Ugh! What are these giant starfish?! I hate them! This weird liquid has stained my clothes!" Elizabeth said, patting her clothes as if she could brush off the purple blood or something else.

"Ah~ How filthy! Please stay away from Lady Anchin and from me!" Kiyohime seemed quite relaxed. Before the sea demons could even reach her, they were burned to ashes by the blazing flames. As she spoke, Kiyohime moved closer to the direction of the turbid.

"Remember to protect me, okay, Lady Anzhen?" she said, hiding behind Nianzhuo.

Elizabeth, who was not far away, saw this and also cleared away the sea monsters around her. She also hid behind Nian Zhuo, looking frightened.

"Manager, you have to protect me too~" Then, Elizabeth and Kiyohime started another battle of wits.

"You...you two should really fulfill your duties as supporters!" Mashu couldn't help but complain even during the battle. Now that she was fighting alongside Jeanne, she couldn't leave and hide with Nencho like them. Thinking of this, Mashu unconsciously increased the pressure on her hands.

Just as they had finished clearing away the familiars summoned by Bluebeard, several figures began to emerge from outside the window.

After smashing the glass, several bipedal wyverns joined the battle.

"An enemy has been spotted again! ~ It's a wyvern...!" Mash shouted unwillingly, raising her shield once more.

Watching the dragons nimbly soaring and tumbling within the cramped castle, Kiyohime clicked her tongue in displeasure. "Really, how can they be so agile in such a small castle?!"

Battle, endless battle. The number of enemies was too great, and there were all kinds of them, from wyverns to undead, from dragon tooth soldiers to sea monsters, which greatly depleted everyone's stamina. Even Jeanne, who had a high endurance level, had some sweat on her forehead.

But everyone persevered and fought with all their might, full of hope.

Finally, despite employing all means and deploying all familiars, Gil, still unable to stop their advance, roared in frustration and stepped onto the chessboard where the two sides were locked in a standoff, turning himself into a chess piece.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it...!" Gil's thin arms, hidden beneath his robes, clenched tightly. With a twisted expression, he squeezed more magic from his body and poured it all into the {Snail Annihilation City Text} in his hands.

“In that case, I will be your opponent!” With that, Jill raised the book in human skin high in her hand.

"My ally, Priladi, grant me strength!"

A purple light flickered along the road.

A promising future